I poked madness, and it moved

Ants savage a bright red apple
Like jets sewing holes through a cumulo-nimbus cloud
Back and forth, back and forth
The contents have been evicted
Like an abandoned house
I poked madness, and it moved

A child cries in the corner of a dark room
He cowers behind an old rocking chair
They're both unwanted
I poked madness, and it moved

A shadow obediently follows its owner
Its actions belong to someone else
A perpetual and infinite game of 'catch-up'
A borrowed face
I poked madness, and it moved

A solar flare is banished from the sun
and begins its cold, lonely journey
Borne out of fire and consumed by the cold
It'll die like a star
I poked madness, and it moved

I poked madness, and it moved
It gave an inch and I lost a smile
I walk this tightrope
My feet are giant-size
and the ground so small
My left foot tramples the real
And my right foot the lie

But who's to say?
So pour the contents from my skull
Flush this Armatage-Shank-of-a-brain
And hopefully it will drain away

I poked madness, and it moved